[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers":3,"chapter-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-144":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Just Stop Using Your Divine Powers!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2276002,4450,"Chapter 144","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-144",144,"\u003Cp>Master Yingchen, revered by locals on Snow Peak Mountain as the Divine Mother, was stern and capricious; to be interrupted mid-speech filled her with fury. She turned to see the boy slumped crookedly in his chair, one hand holding a string of grapes, a half-banana stuck in his mouth. The fruit platter on the table was nearly emptied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath her loose martial robes, her body had grown taller and fuller, especially her two magnificent peaks, as if bursting through her clothes, swaying with every step she took.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Tuo had still been about to speak of preserving the last embers of martial tradition for the continent’s sects, but before he could utter a word, no living soul remained before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bovikov fancied himself Klimov’s absolute confidant, yet he certainly didn’t know Klimov’s true plans—such as where Klimov would retire, whether he would settle in America or elsewhere, where his family currently was, or what covert arrangements he had made over the years—all of which Bovikov remained ignorant of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another scream pierced the air as one guard’s head was pierced clean through by Tang Juncheng’s “Bone Nail”; his eyes rolled back, and with a thud, he collapsed into a pool of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier they had thought of sending Thunder Hawk soaring in from above—now it was clear how foolishly naive that idea had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning was just breaking, and few people were at the city gate—only a handful of guards and a few merchants rushing to the early market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Muscles…” Su Mubai didn’t know what to say. Was this what it meant when muscles grew into the brain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Yu replied: “Father, this is how it happened…” and briefly recounted the entire sequence of events to Cui Fumian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dad was also puzzled; the Labrador seemed unnaturally familiar, rubbing against their legs and refusing to leave. Yet it didn’t look like it wanted to bite—on the contrary, it was remarkably well-behaved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were family by marriage, after all; one ought to accommodate them. Otherwise, a few careless words might sour Zhang Xiangling’s impression of him. Though he knew Song Guyan probably wasn’t that kind of person, Liu Qingping still didn’t want to risk it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The source of the sensed aura lay somewhere above; Chu Tian stared at that spot for a long time, seeing no movement. He scanned the entire space inch by inch, yet found no anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now then! Hehe~ If his wife found out Fan Dalei had turned the estate into a hideout for white powder, would she not rage so fiercely she’d burst from her coffin and drag him down with her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Hao Yu flew outward, Tian Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly; he shot forward in a flash, heading straight for Hao Yu’s position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Endless praises—“groundbreaking artistic style,” “superior-level paneling and storytelling,” “unique ink-wash manga as art”—had long since worn thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, this cold pool was freezing—even with his Refuge Pearl and other treasures, he’d struggled to approach it at great cost. How much less could Fang Quan, whose defenses weren’t even directly oriented toward the icy pool, endure it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the riverbank, Zhang San saw workshops everywhere, their banners hanging high, and large ships—some finished, some unfinished—propped up on massive logs along the shore. Of course, even larger vessels required shipyards and slipways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, even if the developer secured funding and devoted himself entirely to the game, Sony would never fully let go or turn a blind eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a grueling battle with Tian Ming and sustaining energy flow to two ancient artifacts for so long, Hao Yu never expected that upon resting, he’d receive a tremendous surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you control the entire industry’s steel output, what can you do with it? Countless possibilities exist—legal and illegal alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, with no other options, we resorted to our earlier policy: building houses and reclaiming land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Hao’s true self distributed the Dragon Blood to Ox Demon King, Yang Yunshi, Storm Dragon Emperor, and Eight-Clawed Dragon Beast, as well as Flower Goddess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had once been so close, so happy—she had even dreamed of growing old with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Dong Mongol tribe Wulihan, it also bore another well-known name: Duoyan Three Guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kui Qizi used this move precisely to end the fight swiftly; otherwise, he would never waste his remaining golden forging fluid—only eight vials left at this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, Mo Beixiao slapped Su Lijuan again, this time across her other cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ping and the others were the last to register; after them, only scattered customers remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am determined to seize Black Stone County. This benefits both you and me—we can form an alliance to withstand pressure from others,” said Valentin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very moment I was flung away by the beast, Lü Bu finally retracted his inner power; the two beasts dissolved instantly. He reversed his halberd, spurred his horse, and charged straight toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A natural brawler—once on the battlefield, he would be pivotal in dominating the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The street before the inn remained as noisy as ever, yet every greeting and farewell was merely hollow pretense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Advanced Sword Art: Basic Martial Art, comprising eighty-eight sixty-four techniques. Mastery unlocks the essence of Advanced Sword Art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orange great blade Tianqi, which Qin Zheng had used several times, was given to Panpan—first because she was the only one here who wielded a greatsword, and second because its original owner bore a striking resemblance to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it didn’t seem right—the boiled substance was greasy, and no matter how long it cooled, it remained pure oil, with not a trace of soap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With arms crossed, Xu Yourong kept telling herself: nothing will happen—he is Lu Yunfei, the man Long Baichuan claimed was even greater than Xiang Wentian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you remember I mentioned I had an idea just now?” Tang Ye asked Qiu Ya and Qiu Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Di Wang glanced at the scattered few before him and frowned. “Why are only you here?” These people had all previously opposed rebellion—had they changed their minds? And where were those who had supported it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the road halfway from the church to central London, a car stood parked, inside which sat Jiang Feng and Jian Wushuang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Renyi, seeing this, naturally controlled the “airplane” to roam the wilderness, attacking jungle monsters in a counterclockwise pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>",1051,"2026-06-20T00:04:18.515Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","673b780b488c66494174937bbce91cb8430441acd716ac9ea48dfa2e74d8ede3","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-145","just-stop-using-your-divine-powers-chapter-143",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-stop-using-your-divine-powers-cover.jpg"]